The Winner Novel Novels & Stories

"Great. So tell me, who won?" "Sir, I don't think…, I mean it's personal and…" "I'm just curious, don't you think you're not in the position to tell me that cause I know something that the world shouldn't." She immediately gulped down when she heard it. Of course Alexander Zavier was so powerful and he could do anything to her with the snap of his finger. "I'm so sorry, pl.." "Just say it." He commanded angrily which made her shiver in fright. "It's Miss Melissa Kim. The winner is Miss Melissa Kim."

Zayn “... And the winner is... Zayn and Alice Trevino! Well done! Come up, and claim your prize!” Alice’s eyes sparkled as she screamed in excitement. She did not expect us to win, it seems. Little did she know that I had never lost any of these. I knew we would win, and the look on her face when we got a Golden snowman trophy was beyond priceless. She looked so happy, and I could not help but smile. She is so beautiful when she smiles...

The conqueror had won by inventing a game where victory meant no one else had to lose. Dr. Sharma walked away, her notebook full of facts, her mind full of a silence that was not empty, but profound. She would write her book. It would be a book about a ghost who had haunted the world into waking up. And the ghost, she knew, would have hated every page. Which was, perhaps, the final proof that he had succeeded.

Chapter 35 Aurora's POV "The winner is…." The coordinator paused then slanted a look at all of us, holding a smile whereas my innards burned with nervousness and anxiety. "The winner of this year's competition is… Aurora Mancini," He screamed and I fell to the ground, my eyes reeling in shock. My heart couldn't contain what he just announced, then I glanced at Matteo who was smiling with his teeth visible. He looked so excited and was heading my way.

Georgia said, shaking her head, still trying to reconcile the stories with the man I loved. I smiled, my heart swelling with a love so deep it almost ached. "He may have been those things once but not with me. Sebastian gave me to Northern Reign as part of a bargain but Noah did not treat me like a prize or a possession. He claimed me as his mate and then he won my heart slowly and surely with kindness, patience and a love so deep it changed everything. He is not the monster people think he is. He is the best thing that ever happened to me, Georgia and I am happy I chose him over Sebastian. I am happy I chose him." I rested my hand gently over my stomach, watching her face. Her eyes widened

"Today, we are going to be announcing the winners of our annual writing contest which has served as a stepping stone to many writers who graduated from our school. And now to announce the three sets of people who blew our minds with their amazing works. The second runner-up is in the person of Annabelle Green with the book Enemy Luna under the paranormal genre." The girl on my left waved with a big smile on her face as the camera turned toward her and zoomed on her face. "The first runner-up is in the person of David Adams with the book Not your ordinary love story under Young adult." Chloe continued and the guy on my right repeated Annabelle's actions. "And the overall winner is the person

It seemed there was a division in their camp, but hands went up, two at first then five, then six,and seven. My hands dug into my thigh, because everyone knew the other side had more members than I did, before another went up making it eight, a tie. My hands clenched even tighter at the thought that I had lost it all when the door cranked open and Nortia walked in. “ I guess that makes Alexis the winner, I am here instead of Edward's corporation, does it ring a bell?”

But I knew the truth: he was rushing to seal his win on the bet, to hightail it to Chicago and kneel before his precious Seraphina. This time, I’d said yes not out of love. Nick led me to Vincent’s Fifth Avenue penthouse, the very same setting from my past life. Vincent sat behind his mahogany desk, spinning a silver Beretta 92 between his fingers, dark eyes cold and unreadable. Nick dropped my hand, stepped forward, and spoke the same icy lines I’d heard a lifetime ago. “Vincent. We had a deal. Whoever won the girl’s heart secures the Moretti marriage. I’ve won.”

He unwrapped it slowly, then placed it in her hands. A necklace. Simple, but beautiful. A tiny charm shaped like a flame hung from the center, made from some kind of glowing amber. The moment her fingers closed around it, she felt it—warmth. A pulse. Like it was alive. “It belonged to the last Fireborn,” he said. “She didn’t survive the war that came.” Evelynn looked at him sharply. “What war?” “The kind that hides in shadows,” Aiden said. “Not with armies or flags. With whispers. With blood. And with monsters.”

I have crippling social anxiety, so online dating is the only kind of dating I can handle. The day I was reunited with my wealthy biological family, Flynn Davidson, the son they'd raised in my place, tearfully offered to give his engagement back to me. I quickly waved him off. "No, no. I'm good. I have a girlfriend." The moment the words left my mouth, several lines of text suddenly appeared in front of me. [I'm dying. The villain is turning down the engagement now, but just wait until he sees the heroine. He'll regret it immediately.] [The heroine only has eyes for the fake heir. This guy keeps shoving his chat history in her face and refuses to leave her alone.] [In the end, he drive